Cary Benjamin Sleeps Dreamily On My Stomach

I Fell Completely In Love With Acting. I Guess I Was Bitten.

Dad Was Synonymous With His Charm And Wit And Grace, And It Was Sort Of The Perfect Way To Go For Him.

Simple. Pared Down. Timeless. The Ties Were Never Too Thick Or Too Thin; The Pants Were Never Too Flared Or Too Skinny. In My Life With Dad, He Wore Western Apparel Because We Went Riding - Jeans, Cowboy Boots, The Turquoise Belt Buckle. But It Was All Very Simple, And That Classic Look Is Very 'ralph Lauren.'

Cary Benjamin Sleeps Dreamily On My Stomach As We're Both Bonding And Recuperating. He's Phenomenal.

It's Something He Used To Say When He Was Happy. It Could Be A Very, Very Simple Day. We Might Be Sitting Out On The Front Lawn. Dad Loved Classical Music And We Might Be Listening To Some Stravinsky Or Something And Having Some Tea And Eggs. And He'd Say, 'oh, Good Stuff, Isn't It?'